ONE SCINTILLATING MOMENT

13 Apr

In luck and in the moment always gets two thumbs up.

My grandfather, who lived to be almost 96, was known to say, “Better to be lucky than good any day.” Others who claim more control over their fortunes say that luck is the residue of design. However you view this sort of thing, it certainly makes for good conversation, especially after the past month when we celebrated shamrocks and the glory derived from a bouncing orange ball. (And perhaps to counter any negative thoughts on Friday the 13th.)

A recent LinkedIn poll found that 84 percent of professionals believe in career luck. Out of the 15 countries participating in the survey, the United States ranked as the seventh luckiest. A few years back, a University of Hertfordshire survey found that those who were born in May were the most likely to consider themselves lucky. In general, people born from March to August considered themselves luckier than those born from September to February, the research found.

So do you feel lucky? Well, do ya?!? Classic Clint Eastwood lines aside, when was the last day you had everything go your way? No matter how good, it probably wasn’t as extremely excellent as the typical beer or soft drink commercial where beautiful and scantily clad women (or men) are attached to your arms, the sun shines like a beacon of eternal hope (or carefree-ness), your smile is broader than the Brooklyn Bridge and, of course, ultimate refreshment is just a split-second away.

Unless, that is, you’re one of the winners of last month’s record Mega Millions jackpot…

In terms of mere moments, I once hit an approach shot on a par 5 that bounced on the bridge spanning the stream in front of the green straight over the water hazard, then ricocheted off a tree onto the putting surface. These eyes have witnessed a fraternity brother down to his last $5 chip bet on “box cars” at the craps table and hit the 30 to 1 one-time bet (quite enthusiastically welcoming the $150 that came his way a couple of seconds later). I’ve also seen my father receive multiple speeding warnings, but no ticket, from the highway patrol on the same leg of a roadtrip.

But then there’s that most glorious of moments when the stakes are high and everybody’s watching. Without further ado, I give you my first cousin Thomas, who was born in the month of May and pulled this off against our most bitter rival in the region tournament our junior year in high school.

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